He tried three or four times, and after lightly clicking on it, he no longer raised his finger, and the formation disappeared, "I ordered the first stone, if the three stones are pressed together, can it be stored?"

There was a flash of yellow light on the third stone, Li Shuishan's other finger was pressed on it, and a phantom figure came out of it, it was an old man with a long beard and white eyebrows, he glanced at him lightly and left, and only two of the remaining three stones remained, and with a snap, another piece was broken.

The last stone was flattened, with spiral twists on it, and it floated gently, and suddenly the ground beneath his feet began to tremble, and his position rose one, two, and three feet...... As it gets higher and higher, it reaches the edge of the clouds, and the surrounding mountains crack open into small pebbles that float into the air, and this place seems to become a floating island.

After a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang, Li Shuishan raised his head and saw a blue-gray sky, which he had never seen here, but there was a sense of oppression from the top of his head to his chest, to his thighs to his feet, his eyes were bloodshot and blue, and he said to himself: "The color of the sky is not like this, this is just a smear on the top of the mountains and seas." When this monk died, he must have wanted to break free from the shackles of the mountains and seas, but unfortunately. ”

Waiting for dozens of breaths, he slowly looked at the wind on the side of the mountain, as if he was here, exhaled a breath of cold air, and slowly opened his mouth, wanting to inhale a breath of cold air of this height, but as soon as he entered his nose, he coughed very quickly, and a round of crescent moon slowly emerged in the corner, and his red face emitted a very weak killing intent.

The person it is targeting is Li Shuishan, this killing thought, not any person, it is the will of heaven, as if a sheep has entered the mouth of a tiger, and it is invisibly coming straight to it, and the wind blowing out is blazing, blowing away the sea of clouds, and there are more afterimages of running, one breath, two breaths.

The feeling of shortness of breath made his whole body tremble, and in a short period of time, he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, and a killing intent fell on the top of the mountain, Li Shuishan got up suddenly, and a cold sweat flowed out.

"Run. A yellow light flew out of his sleeve, and it was the bookmark, which instantly yelled at him.

After Li Shuishan stood up, the purple clothes fluttered, the lips were closed, he didn't move, the second breath flowed out of his nose, the killing thought came, Li Shuishan's eyes moved, and he muttered: "Providence can be turned invisible, even if I want to kill it and jump out of the chessboard, how easy is it? This scene can be fixed in my heart." I am really a single existence, and the sky is also a separate body, but the original intention is all over the thousands of miles, thousands of miles, and I can't see his face clearly. How the hell am I going to find a way to crack it?"

"How do I solve it?"

"How to break the bureau?" Li Shuishan's purple robe sleeves waved from left to right, his whole body was tense, and the aura of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Condensation Realm was fully expanded, but it was like a reed pole in the wind, the disgust of disobedience, not weaker than the killing intent of heaven's will, but it was permanently fixed in place, with a boom, the yellow decay bookmark broke, Li Shuishan took a few steps back, and fell to the top of the mountain.

The mountain in the distance does not have such an altitude, if it is the only one in the mountain, but the yellow decay bookmark is dying, and he can no longer say a word, Li Shuishan saw two halves of the wooden block at the moment of loss of control, and relieved himself to grasp it with his hands, one hand to the tail, one hand to the face, and clenched it in the palm of his hand.

He did fall into a kind of misery just now, forgetting the situation he was in, forgetting the killing thoughts of Heaven's will, he looked down at the broken bookmark in his palm, and said: "Everyone in the world calls Heaven Yi, but they forget that the earth can be ascended and approached by wirelessness. It is just like the old man's mind, but he believes in the sky too much and forgets his own life. ”

Falling extremely fast, the wind blowing in the mountains made his body float, and his long hair spread out, a

The scattered wandering man, the man who didn't care about his appearance, seemed to be very kind to the mountains and fields watching around him, and he rushed left and right arrogantly. Looking at the road in the mountains and fields, walking towards the prosperity of the world, he shouted the falsehood of people's hearts and said an apology.

This is the fruit of the Tao close to the will of heaven, but also the fate of the weak people for self-unbelief, but those who believe in him are all into reincarnation, in an instant, the leaves of the earth float up, the broken dead trees slowly stretch out of the branches, the dust of the earth is dark, the weeds grow wildly, the path twists into the bright path, and more and more of the earth reveals a broad embrace, welcoming a person.

This person is the fallen teenager.

With such a huge momentum, the killing intent in the sky was obviously dimmed a lot.

The battle between heaven and earth, from ancient times to the present, has never stopped.

Some people say that the mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual. Everything needs a Kindling Being.

Xiandian Mountain, Dragon Point Water.

Li Shuishan's eyes widened, his palms clenched, in hatred and confusion, Li Shuishan lay down on the boat carrying love, slowly and gently swayed, as if a mother shook a child's cot, chirping insects and beasts chirping, calling for their listeners, obviously he came, he gently fell into the cradle they prepared.

An impassioned voice echoed in his head.

"Where is the sky? The sky is coming. ”

"The sword is to kill the fish board, my heart is wandering, what is the sky?"

"What human cultivation refers to, the heaven and the earth are empty, and I want the sky to be a line and the region to be round. ”

"After a long time, the old man chatted about children's madness, walked thousands of miles in one night, and watched the sky be full of luck, either killing the sky, or dragging the tail of the sky. The sun rises on the mountain, I show Yu Honghao, the white bones, the world calls Tianwei, I hold a sword, a pinch bone method, is poking the original meaning of the sky, you know, the day is extraordinary, you know that the night is immortal. If I am a nun, just like its ancestors, the candle is nine yin, open your eyes for the day, and close your eyes for the night. If I am the star of the mountain, I shall not be the circle of the sun, if I am the desolation of the earth, and there is no grain for thousands of miles, if I am the wind of emptiness, there will be no convex post for a hundred miles. ”

"I want to cut the sky, who dares to seal the sky?"

......

The boat landed, Li Shuishan slowly got up, there were generations of Taoist cultivation in its eyes, looking at the young man with hope, looking at this favored cultivator, he condensed the hope of many people.

After a while, the boat was broken and turned into broken leaves, and the clouds rolling in the sky were pressed down fiercely, Li Shuishan clenched the bookmark in his palm, and said secretly: "I'm sorry, I...."

"I can't hesitate. He gritted his teeth and ran, and walked into the distance, this mountain and this formation were indeed the sustenance of the dead monk, and the flying phantom might be looking at the person who got the stone, obviously, he was satisfied, and did not stop it, but chose to wave away after a glance.

That stone opened the way to heaven, and he did not go through this road, but left it to the people of later generations to repair.

I hope that in the future, someone will go out of the mountains and seas and see the true face of the sky, Li Shuishan saw it, he didn't regret it, he just wanted to see it more clearly.

It turns out that the sky that killed him is really everywhere.

He thought of the man in white, and then remembered Xianglong, the former wanted to kill him, and the latter wanted to help him.

"The man in white is the will of heaven, and the dragon is also the will of heaven? There are two sides to the sky?" After thinking about it, he said, "Could it be the original intention of the mountains and seas?"

"The sky won't kill me, naturally I want to turn the mess back to the right, I don't

May he kill me, kill me, and have two hundred and ninety-nine chess pieces, and they must all be in positions similar to mine, and I am absolute, soft, affectionate, and wounded. Has the Heavenly Dao pursued by the Cultivator collapsed? Why did the three hundred people who had fallen behind the Destiny of Heaven have to meet in the end? ”

"What secret is it looking for?"

Li Shuishan looked into the distance angrily, hid in a dense mountain, and a killing thought came, penetrating the mountain, directly annihilating the surrounding soil, and stones appeared on the earth, and began to slowly gather, forming a huge palm, opened, clenched against the sky, and suddenly became a fist.

This fist, huge, is facing the sky.

Do you have to resist the sky?

Li Shuishan ran behind the fist, and the lightning fell out of thin air, slipping away from the periphery of the fist, but the fist was not arranged, and the circle of bombardment failed, and then a small fist appeared to send out a shocking killing machine, they wanted to fight against the sky, against the heavens.

With a bang, the fist shattered with a finger.

With another sound, the fingertips were all broken.

Again, the fingers of the fist were all folded.

With another sound, the stone snapped and the fist clenched.

Trembling of clenched grips.

Countless insects and beasts flew up, flying butterflies with thin wings, one-legged toads, poisonous bees...... More and more small shadows converged into a mountain and sea shadow, they went to their deaths, and then shattered in the invisible force that was chasing after them.

There was a sadness welling up in his heart, and Li Shuishan's footsteps stopped slightly.

I was about to turn my head and didn't want to go again.

A gust of wind pushed him away, and poured directly into a mountain, which was very secretive, and he fell into the inner lake of the mountain, and floated gently, I don't know where it flowed, and saw that the sky was a little darker, and there were more fireflies around, and they picked up a lantern on his back, and emitted a faint light, which seemed to show him the way.

There is no sign of any activity here. The shallow wind and light water temperature make it a pleasure to wander in it. After a long time, a bright light woke up the young man floating on the water, Li Shuishan looked up lightly, and saw a snow-covered mountain, far away from where he was.

In front of him there was only an endless wasteland, and a desert, where hedgehogs rolled, showing genuine enthusiasm for outsiders, handing out the fruit in their hands, and biting the tail of the snake in its mouth, making a cheerful sound of eating.

Li Shuishan climbed ashore, put away the two halves of the bookmark in his palm, and couldn't help but say to himself: "I'm sorry." ”

As he walked along, a few little hedgehogs were leading the way, fearing that he was in the wrong place, where the wind blew his fur dry, and there was no moisture, and the desolate scene slowed his pace much lower.

He didn't know how many steps he had taken, and he slowly stopped.

I even want to drink water.

Li Shuishankou touched his throat dryly, and said hoarsely: "I haven't felt thirsty for a long time, and I am a little different from other monks' cultivation. Even if I become a weak monk, I can't be short of water, but I can. This may be my special ability for spiritual practice. But I don't think so. ”

Step by step, there is only an endless desert wasteland in sight.

There is only water in the heart.

Hoarsely spit out a confused word: Li Shuishan, insist. Life is not an ascetic.

(Note: When you walk through the storm, the desert wasteland, everything in front of you is not the same as before.) ）